| She’s always hanging with the wrong crowd
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| Taking shots at sundown
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| I can’t help but think that she’s a little alright
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| She’s past my bedtime, I can hear her say now
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| I think we’re dying faster than the old kids
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| For those hot slow winds,
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| But I feel it fading fast
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| And I guess I’ll last
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| But then there’s hot slow winds
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| But she knows it’s coming back
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| And she keeps it cool
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| But then there’s hot slow winds
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| But she knows it’s coming back
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| And she keeps it cool
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| But then there’s hot slow winds
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| But she knows it’s coming back
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| And she keeps it cool
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| She’s always hanging from the round ranch
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| Smoking at the right show
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| We can’t help but think it’s just a little alright
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| Late evenings, late night
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| Can’t you see it’s fake now
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| You think it’s just another half written death vow
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| For those hot slow winds,
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| But I feel it fading fast
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| And I guess I’ll last
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| But then there’s hot slow winds
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| But she knows it’s coming back
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| And she keeps it cool
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| But then there’s hot slow winds
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| But she knows it’s coming back
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| And she keeps it cool
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| But then there’s hot slow winds
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| But she knows it’s coming back
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| And she keeps it cool
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| You tear enough
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| Look constant live life
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| You loving lies
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| She’s on the back now
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| The big reveal with dubs in our heart
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| Can you understand she’s a path to find?
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| For those hot slow winds,
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| But I feel it fading fast
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| And I guess I’ll last
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| But then there’s hot slow winds
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| But she knows it’s coming back
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| And she keeps it cool
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| But then there’s hot slow winds
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| But she knows it’s coming back
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| And she keeps it cool
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| But then there’s |